The problem with movies like "The Last Supper," about 20-somethings with lots to talk about and nothing to do, is they try to cut a wide creative swath through biting satire, poignant darkness, and aesthetics and come up far short on all counts.

About a house full of left-leaning grad students who don't go to school and don't have jobs, "The Last Supper" follows them through a few months of Sunday night dinners to which they invite political conservatives, listen to their views and then kill them.

So sick and twisted that it really should be funny by default, first-time director Stacy Title got so wrapped in making the conservative dinner guests extremist enough to garner no sympathy, even in death, that she forgot to work in the humor.

The victims are so cartoonish that the conversation which could have been insightful and exploring (and should have been the most interesting part of the film), is instead nothing but a catalog of conservative catch phrases to incense the homicidal hosts.

The impressive cast -- including Cameron Diaz, Annabella Gish, Courtney B. Vance as hosts and Jason Alexander, Bill Paxton and Ron Pearlman as guests -- is not at fault here, as they all create intriguing characters.